any persan halp me

good morning. i missed two days of doing posts. revival seems to be 'plowing on' though. via everyone. congratulations, we are all here right now and it is raining. also, congratulations on your new pet marmoset (just add water).

on sunday me and crispin and socrates went on a train to brighton to read at 'any person halp me' which is done by laurens verdonkschot, giles ruffer, and vicki tingle. mark stevenson and his friend will came from wigan. it was a lot of fun. i laughed and forgot about feeling ill. jacob steinberg read via skype. everyone read things. they did an 'open mic' and some pretty intense humans read some pretty intense poems. after them me and giles read a story by crispin and i did an 'improvised knife crime slam poem' which maybe seemed like it was just being mean about other humans who had read but wasnt much. felt positive about the things people read and the way they sounded while they were reading them. mark was quite ill from being blindo. afterwards we walked to laurens' house and watched episodes of the simpsons. crispin hit a drum and sang lion king for a bit.

in the morning me and crispin and mark and will went and stood on the beach. it was just pebbles and everything was grey. it was just like 'neverending greyness' which seemed sad a little but also nice. my shoes got wet because the water touched them. i wasnt wearing socks. a dog came up to me and dropped a tennis ball and i threw the tennis ball and it ran after it. classic dog behaviour or something.

humorous caption: hi, it's me, crispin, from the gym

when we got back to london mark got a fine for not having a railcard when he had a railcard ticket. we hugged and him and will went to catch their megabus back to wigan. i got a train home and had a shower then got a train to give aurist some los campesinos tickets for that night which i wouldnt be using. from there i got another train to soho and we went to a screening of socrates/chris killen/joe stretch/other human people s film. it was very good but i was very tired. peter bloxham was there being a nice guy. giles came over from brighton. i wasnt speaking very well because of wanting to be in a bed. we ate at wong kei and it was raining and i went home.

feel like everything i just typed was boring maybe. sorry everyone. a good catchphrase is 'not this time'. going to try and do writing again. when i start thinking 'the things you are thinking right now are stupid' then i am going to sit down and write for a bit until i stop thinking that.

i know i owe people books and cant send them at the moment via money so sorry.

there is 'milkybar ice cream' in our fridge i think. might go upstairs and eat some. it is 4.53am. i woke up at 2am maybe. going to watch 'frozen planet' again. the narwhals seem awkward to me. i like them. there's a part where two teams are swimming towards each other and then they stop and stare at each other for ages and then all start swimming in the same direction. their tusks seem sad.

nightnight